The season of life of life for Keshawn Hunt began on October 13, 2005, in Albany, Gorgia.  He was the third child and first son of Constance Hunt and the sixth and youngest child of Marques Ealey.

He received his formal education in the Dougherty County School System where he participated in numerous school functions and activities.

Keshawn was an extremely energetic, outgoing, and caring young man who embraced life's experiences with open arms.  He had a mind that never ceased questioning, a serious twinkle in his eyes, and a heart that opened freely to family and friends.  His enthusiasm and exuberance were contagious and his sense of humor and laughter captured the attention of everyone around him.   Keshawn was a one-of-a-kind son, grandson, brother, nephew, cousin, and friend who will be deeply missed by all who dearly loved him.  In his leisure, he enjoyed listening to music, face timing his friends and family, and playing basketball.

Although Keshawn's earthly departure on March 31, 2023 leaves a void in the hearts of family and friends, his exuberant spirit and gigantic smile will always be remembered.  He was preceded in death by three grandparents, William Bailey, Lizzie Mae Daniels, and Lula Pearl Ousley; his aunt, Hattie Moreland; and a close cousin, Christopher Wall.

Loving memories will forever remain with his devoted parents, Constance Hunt and Marques Ealey both of Albany, GA; his siblings, La'kya Ealey, Keshontis Hunt, Ma'Kayla Alford, Shanaya Hunt, Marques Ealey, Jr., Marques Ealey, Jamarcus Dorsey, Marques Alfor, amd Shanard Hunt all of Albany, GA; loving grandparents, Viola Bailey, Ronald Daniels, Willie Erwin, and Eva Ealey all of Albany, GA; great grandmother, Rosa Hunt of Albany, GA; aunts and uncles, Crystal Hunt, Charlene Hunt (Craig), Breanna Ealey, Anthony Hunt, Alexander Hunt (Shaniqua), and Antonio Ealey all of Albany, GA; a very special friend, Miranda Bell; and a host of cousins, extended family, and friends.

We thought of you today; but that is nothing new.  We thought about you yesterday and days before that too.  We think of you in silence; we often speak your name.  Now, all we have are memories and pictures in a frame.  Your memory is our keepsake with which we'll never part.  God has you in his keeping. We have you in our hearts.